Check check, one two three

So am I, Jean Grey, I really truly am.

Now that would be something! *his eyes lit up a little at the thought of this place being more than simply a school to him.* (Jean Grey)

My what is the kind of ... what? *rapid blinking*

*starts edging away at the mentions of blackmail*

Oh. OH! *awkward blushing!*

*hides his hands in his coat pockets again and looks down at his feet shyly, then glances up*

// um wtf is tweetdeck doing? it kicked me off.

// UGH.

// BUT I DON'T LIKE ONLY BEING ON ONE ACCOUNT AT A TIME, TWITTER!! FIXITFIXITFIXIT!

*does not know what to do with being flirted with and blinks more*

// WHY did tweetdeck have to go down the first night I get internet back?! WTF, man!

I'm supposed to believe someone finds 'Monkey Boy' attractive? *grumbles to himself* Sure. Go on and pull the other leg.

I believe someone is legitimately attracted to me and I need someone to explain.

How? Why? HOW?

I'm not going to believe him because you TOLD him to tell me that!

...

Oh.

Is this the part where I start singing adapted Katy Perry lyrics?

I supposed I can figure out something to do with all of that besides hanging from rafters by my toes. (Jean Grey )